This is my first day, and after today nothing will be exactly the same. Their world has already hit mine, and I’ve only lived here an hour or so. These fragments are pulling on my every string. I was so clean and beautiful, so I wonder what the point is? Why worry about being just right while in a moment that will all go to sh,,. Maybe I can just focus on the pieces of M-E that stay pure, and that will be enough. Well, at least I had yesterday. Who Am I?